At four o'clock in the morning, Mr. Chu no longer felt sore in his waist and stomach, and he no longer went out for a jog.
He slipped into the small room with emerald green curtains.
I rummaged through the closet and found a white T-shirt, white sneakers, white socks, and the knee-length denim shorts that Bi Yue often wore.
After everything was ready, he sat down quietly on the edge of the bed, pursing his lips to avoid revealing a happy smile.
Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but move closer, face to face, to listen carefully to the sound of Bi Yue snoring in her sleep with her mouth open.
He stuck out his tongue to lick the little mouth that was breathing, and then licked it twice secretly, and his lower body immediately felt hot.
Chu Yifeng didn't dare to make a scene anymore, fearing he would lose his composure. He pinched Bi Yue's nose and blew into her ear, saying, "Get up and register. Get up? It's time to register."
Bi Yue didn't even bother to roll her eyes. She just turned over and pulled the pillow down to hug it, looking extremely impatient. She continued in a confused state and muttered, "Are you sick?"
"Get up? Huh? Get up." Chu Yifeng didn't care about anything else and directly put his hands under Bi Yue's armpits to pull her up: "Let's take a walk and have breakfast, the Civil Affairs Bureau will be open soon. Be obedient."
Bi Yue was helped to sit up, feeling helpless and wanting to cry but unable to, and she covered her face with her hands.
Chu Yifeng acted as if he couldn't tell the difference between them, and even leaned forward and said in a nasty tone, "How old are you? Are you still disturbing your sleep?"
Bi Yue lifted up her pajamas with both hands, revealing her belly. Chu Yifeng's eyes were immediately attracted by her belly.
She stuck her head into her pajamas and cried, "I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant."
During the whole process of changing clothes, when Bi Yue opened the door and was blown by the breeze, she seemed to realize that the person behind her had not left the house.
Just as one of them was wondering if the water was cold while the other turned on the tap to wash his face, Bi Cheng opened the door with toilet paper tucked under his arm.
It was just dawn.
Bi Cheng looked at the two of them in confusion and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Chu Yifeng's focus was on the toilet paper under Bi Cheng's armpit. Isn't that in the bathroom? We're all men, we've all experienced this. Got it, got it.
"Eat breakfast. Go to the bathroom."
The blame lies in Chu Yifeng's voice being too clear and recognizable. Immediately, a head appeared from a window in the room. Bi Sheng stood on the bed and leaned on the windowsill, shouting:
"Wait a minute. I want to go out to eat too."
"Ah." Bi Cheng took two steps and then stopped and said, "Then I'll go with you guys and wait for a while. Sister, I just want to tell you something."
Chu Yifeng looked at Bi Cheng's back and heard Goudan in the room jumping on the ground to put on his clothes. He quickly nudged Bi Yue's hand as she was brushing her teeth with his elbow. Bi Yue frowned and almost stung her throat. She retched and couldn't do anything.
"Are you okay?"
Bi Yue ignored him.
"Stop brushing and retreat quickly."
Bi Yue bit her toothbrush, her mouth full of foam. She dumbfoundedly let Chu Yifeng take out her toothbrush, poured water into her mouth and ordered: "Spit."
Chu Yifeng picked up the bag thrown on the ground, and the two of them walked away quickly, holding hands.
Bi Yue got into the car, still complaining: "Are you sick? Checking in at around 4 o'clock now?"
Chu Yifeng stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the alley, feeling relieved. He patted the steering wheel and said leisurely:
"I'm going to take you, a small town girl, to help us pick out some new items for our club. As the saying goes, shipping in the early morning is a deliberate act. It's really fake cultivation. In the daytime, we're just buying and selling blindly."
"Going to the antique market?"
"Yes." Chu Yifeng dug into his pockets a few times and pulled out a flashlight: "Look, all the stuff is here."
Wait until Goudan hears the car and comes out...
Liu Yafang stroked her hair and scolded with a smile:
"You're everywhere. You're going to follow me out? There's all that cake left. I tell you, the three of you are going to have to clean up for me this morning."
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That morning, from dawn until the streets became bustling, the two of them appeared side by side in Panjiayuan Market, Liulichang Street, and the Huguo Temple snack bar.
In the "bargain hunting" market, Chu Yifeng kept talking to Bi Yuebai. He seemed to be talking a lot and looked very excited.
He told Bi Yue that before he had a girlfriend, his single life was actually quite colorful.
"Back then, we could just leave at any time. What keys? The liberation of delivering cabbage to the compound? When we tied our red scarves, we could lead the way and sneak away.
First year of high school? I can’t remember exactly, but a few of us stole Liu Dapeng’s dad’s beat-up jeep and went to Tianjin.
His brother had not died at that time, so his brother helped him bear the burden. Dapeng didn't dare to touch the stool for half a month. Just imagine how hard Uncle Liu hit him.
Haha, whoever of us bullies him will just be kicked in the ass.
So, that trip to Tianjin left a particularly vivid impression, and I really did manage to snag a bargain. A Song Dynasty official kiln vase—Dapeng's beating was well worth it.
"As for its current value, I've had it appraised, and it can't be measured in monetary terms. I exchanged it for food stamps. Back then, most people bartered, and no one had enough to eat."
Bi Yue raised her head and said with a smile: "Then you stole the food coupons and came back with a bottle. Aren't your family not very hungry?"
Chu Yifeng also laughed out loud: "My mom understands. My grandma instigated my dad to beat me, but my mom stopped her and even talked to me and got scolded. The bottle was originally in my place, didn't you notice it?" Seeing Bi Yue shaking her head:
"It's on display in the clubhouse now. You can see it tomorrow. You're allowed to touch it."
"Tsk, how stingy! But I haven't heard of any in Tianjin."
Chu Yifeng stopped in front of a small stall, picked up the thing that looked like a urinal in Bi Yue's eyes, and said casually, "First there was the Shenyang Road in Tianjin, and then there was the Panjiayuan in Kyoto."
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